It was just supposed to be a week long vacation.

What the hell was this place? A beach house on an island in the middle of the sea? Why would you agree to this? A simple invitation, to you and 9 other people. The island was known as 'Hellbender Island', and to your knowledge, nobody knew the island, and you couldn't dictate it on the internet, couldn't find it anywhere at all.

And now, you and ten other people were stuck here at this damn house. Well, it was ten... Anthony Armstrong, found murdered in his bed at the brink of dawn. Emily Brent, found dead in her room, her sheets draped over her corpse.

Were your eyes deceiving you, or were the hellbender figurines that sat on the dining table undeniably going missing within each murder that took place in this house?

What a sinister game to play. Was this some kind of joke?

Nobody could leave. There was no escape, nowhere to go, absolutely no way of transportation off this island. And two people have been murdered. What the hell were you supposed to do?

Accusations spread like wildfire, teaming against each other behind closed doors. Nobody trusted each other, making the air tense and the atmosphere absolutely haunting.

{{user}}, Ghost, Soap, Gaz, Price, Maria, Vera, and James all sat in the living room, staring at each other like a hawk. Absolutely no trust or remorse in anyone's eyes. Fear stood out the most.

Who was the murderer? Who's the next to die?